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“Kita melahirkan dan dilahirkan oleh sebuah jiwa yang tidak kita kenal Kita adalah teka-teki yang tak teterka oleh siapa pun. Kita adalah dongeng yang terperangkap dalam khayalannya sendiri. Kita adalah apa yang terus berjalan tanpa pernah tiba pada pengertian”

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Book:Maya
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Maya

This book delves into the intricate world of the Maya, covering their architectural marvels, hieroglyphic script, and complex calendar system. It examines the political and social structures of the Maya society, as well as their achievements in mathematics, astronomy, and art. more

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Jostein Gaarder
Jostein Gaarder

Jostein Gaarder is a Norwegian author known for his fantasy literature. His most famous work is 'Sophie's World', a philosophical novel that combines literary and philosophical elements, telling the story of a girl named Sophie's dialogue with a philosopher. Gaarder's works often explore profound philosophical and religious issues, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

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